The Mad Poller What Polls at Midnight (maeincarnate) wrote,
The Mad Poller What Polls at Midnight
maeincarnate

  • Mood:

wet.

I'm running on fumes of pure rage. There's no joy for Metro riders on a day like this. My pants, shoes, and left sleeve are soaked through. It wasn't an unusually bitchy ridership day, so that's good. But I'm wet and cold and bitter and if I hear another bigwig in the office crack about how soaked all of us who weren't given company parking spaces look, I'm going to start swinging.
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